Chapter 4 1. Feather of S7

one year later. Ballintang Strait, fifteen nautical miles west of Paget Island. With a calm expression on his face, he silently looked around for a week, facing the four 95-type assault rifles surrounding him - and the five solemn-looking sailors behind them, showing a faint smile. The beginning of this story is not perfect-like many of his previous stories, it kicked off rather comically amidst surprise, bewilderment and cynicism. The naval officers and soldiers who were present at the scene passed on the scene of his arrest like this: "This young man had long hair, crossed his legs, put his cheek on his left fist, smiled, and looked very cynical. When he was spotted, he was sitting directly behind the helmsman. , completely disregarding the surrounding soldiers."

A "stowaway" who threw himself into the trap - what a bizarre conclusion. Regarding his appearance, there have been many versions in the rumors, but none of them can describe him properly. Some people say he is handsome, some say he is average, and some say he is "disgusting", but everyone's first impression of him is, Surprisingly consistent - he is definitely an arrogant and frivolous bastard. Now, this annoying guy is sitting in the conference room of the "Qingyang" landing ship, surrounded by five sailors, saying nothing, doing nothing, only occasionally raising his head to see The wall clock on the wall - only at this time, his young but elusive face will show a trace of tension that is not easy to detect by ordinary people.

And this did not escape Major General Xiao Liming's eyes. If Lao Xiao remembers correctly, the time to meet him was 1:24 pm on August 3rd—exactly, that is, the thirteenth hour after the start of the rescue operation. "You stay," Xiao Liming pointed to a sailor: "The others go out." The middle-aged soldier pulled out a wooden chair from under the table, sat down generously opposite the young man, and leisurely lit a Yellow Crane Tower for himself. Xiao Liming is forty-nine years old, thin and tall, with a capable but somewhat gloomy face. During his thirty-two years in the army, his resume has been uneventful. Being used to make irresponsible remarks, he is a good old man who doesn't talk much, doesn't express much, and doesn't cause much trouble. He has never blushed with anyone.But in the impression of the naval officers who have worked with him, Xiao Liming is not such a "simple" person - he has ambitions, ideas, and the means to realize all these.

"The old fox from Changchun" - the nickname given to him by friends in private, although it sounds indecent, the respect in it is far more than ridicule and irony. In short, Xiao Liming is a smart guy who knows when to do things - when it's time to tell a joke, he can amuse a whole movie theater; When he is in trouble, he can be so heartless that his relatives don't recognize him; in the face of crucial tasks, he can always find ways to be perfect. So he is also very clear about what is the most urgent thing at this moment—— Fifteen nautical miles away from the "Qingyang" landing ship, on Paget, an island known as "paradise on earth", there are 27 Chinese tourists waiting for the extension of their motherland because of the riots on the island. A helping hand was sent; about 300 nautical miles further to the east, the "Xuanwu" with its teeth and claws was rapidly approaching. In at most two days, the haze in the sky would turn into a violent hurricane and engulf the entire island.

If rioters with sticks and earthen guns are not a big threat, then "Xuanwu" is definitely the biggest typhoon of the year - if not the biggest typhoon in the last decade.The new landing ship "Qingyang" under Xiao Liming's command may be able to avoid the fire of guns and torpedoes, but it is by no means the type designed to sail in such a harsh environment. Therefore, he must hurry up. Both the landing craft and the Marine Corps are making final preparations for landing on the island, but it is obvious that the mysterious intruder in front of him is the "first priority" that Xiao Liming needs to solve at the moment.

Who is this guy?What are you here for?Who sent it?And most importantly - how did he get on the boat? These nasty questions came to him at such a critical moment, and it happened to be on his flagship "Qingyang", and it happened to be at the critical moment of carrying out a cross-border rescue mission. Now, Lao Xiao is going to solve these problems - personally. While looking up and down at the young man across from him with stern eyes, he exhaled heavily. "This young man has a background" - Major General Xiao Liming instinctively realized that the following conversation would be very interesting:

"You've already met the first mate of this ship, what do you think of him?" "First mate?" The young man's reply was unhurried and lukewarm: "The one who came to interrogate me just now, the tall one who is dark and thin?" "That's right." "You want to hear the truth?" He also knew his name, very good—Xiao Liming narrowed his eyes, becoming more and more interested in the identity of the man in front of him. "Choose what you want to say and say it." "I think his interrogation skills could be improved."

"Oh?" Xiao Liming raised his brows lightly: "How do you know that?" "He threatened to shoot me as soon as he came up." The young man shrugged his shoulders. "Based on my experience of being tortured and tortured others, showing the hole card too early will only make the opponent feel rebellious and determined to resist." Xiao Liming exhaled another puff of thick smoke—he smoked so quickly that only half of the Yellow Crane Tower was left in his hand in the blink of an eye: "He didn't threaten you, and I do have the authority under Section III of the Naval Special Operations Regulations to order you to be shot on the spot—and I'm about to do so."

"Order to shoot an innocent compatriot?" The young man said with a pleasant face, "General, I bet you are not such a person." "'Compatriots'?" Xiao Liming gave a strange dry laugh: "Okay...you broke into my landing ship without authorization, knocked out one of my sailors, stripped his clothes, and then sat on my helmsman Plotting something wrong behind your back, and now you are sitting here, telling me triumphantly, are you an 'innocent compatriot'?" "Chief, please allow me to correct your two mistakes." The young man nodded his fingers seriously, and raised his eyebrows in tit-for-tat, but no matter how you look at it, he doesn't seem to be angry—between the lines, it's a bit teasing , "First, I did not intend to do anything wrong. Second, your sailor, I was definitely acting in self-defense—he wanted to do it when he saw me, and I just said 'hi' before."

"It seems that you don't know current affairs at all..." Xiao Liming smacked his lips and wiped out the cigarette butt in the glass ashtray on the table, "You, listen carefully, my son, this ship belongs to the Navy of the People's Republic of China. I, and everyone on this ship, are naval personnel, and we are currently performing an important mission directly assigned by the superior unit. Do you know what this means?" The other party smiled and shook his head. "You are obstructing the military mission of a sovereign country. I believe that on any warship in this world, this is enough crime to kill you on the spot." The major general leaned back heavily and leaned on the back of his chair. : "So, I don't care if you are a compatriot, whether you are an American spy, whether you are a Japanese spy, or a Vietnamese tourist, or a North Korean laborer. Satisfied, then you are dead—do you understand what I said?" Xiao Liming followed the rhythm of his fingers tapping on the table:

"You're dead." "You don't need to be so loud, chief," said the other party with a smile, "I have very good hearing." "That's good, let's ask one last time, just one last time." Xiao Liming folded his hands, spread them flat on the table, and leaned forward slightly: "Who are you?" Before replying, the young man glanced at the clock on the wall again - 1:29:30: "When you go out to answer the phone, please don't forget to bring me a bottle of water, general," he suddenly smiled slightly, and answered the question in an irrelevant way: "I'm a little thirsty." Time must be related to time——Xiao Liming suddenly panicked secretly. This arrogant and frivolous man was obviously waiting for a certain moment, which moment?what happens?Was it a ticking time bomb on board?Was it a coup on Peget Island?Or did he still have accomplices?Are you going to seize the "Qingyang" ship when the time comes? In any case, his self-confidence is very unusual - this kind of arrogant attitude of being in the enemy's line but staying at home, or he has already secured the victory, or he still holds some great cards in his hand. Now, it was Xiao Liming who felt a little thirsty. "I guess you are unwilling to cooperate..." He touched his forehead: "Okay, then our conversation will stop here." Putting on an attitude of "you are not important" during the interrogation can sometimes achieve unexpected results, and for Xiao Liming, who is pressed for time, this is indeed the last attempt-he doesn't The mood spends the whole day here. The major general straightened his military cap, got up and put away the chair, turned his head and opened the door of the meeting room, just in time to meet a sailor who was about to knock on the door. "Chief!" After a moment of panic, the sailor stood at attention and saluted, "Your call is on the bridge." It can't be such a coincidence, can it? Xiao Liming frowned, "Where did it come from?" The sailor looked distressed and hesitated to speak.After squinting at the young man behind him, Xiao Liming said "watch him" to the only remaining guard in the room, and followed the sailor out of the room. As if he breathed a sigh of relief, the man slumped on the seat, a drop of cold sweat dripped from his forehead, and he gently wiped it away with the back of his hand. The remaining guard was somewhat nervous, so he raised the Type 95 assault rifle in his hand again, and aimed directly at the young man's face. "As the rumors say, your boss is very difficult to deal with." He straightened the collar of his sailor suit with a relieved expression on his face, "It's the first time I've been so scared at my own interrogation table, you Do you believe he's really going to shoot me?" The guard held his rifle, motionless like a statue, and naturally did not respond to the question. "I know he won't," the man shook his head, staring into the guard's eyes and said, "But if he pulls out his gun in front of me, I might give in. Have you noticed the look in his eyes?" He After a pause, "After such a big event as 'being infiltrated' happened on the ship, I am afraid that there is only one person who can still maintain such a cold and calm look in his eyes. And from this look, I I can see a crazy soul - in order to achieve the goal, the means must be used, even if the principle is violated, it must be successful... Don't get me wrong, I am not belittling your generals. In my opinion, a soldier without blood and fanaticism can only Sitting behind a desk and dealing with paperwork is not worthy of dispatching life and death in actual tasks." For some reason, the guard felt a little afraid of the man in front of him who was staring at him and talking nonsense. He slightly lowered his forehead to avoid the other's sight. "...Your posture is wrong," the man seemed to notice the uneasiness in the guard's heart, and smiled complacently, "Look, you are holding a long gun, and you are so close to the table, and you still look away from my face ..." He suddenly put away his smile, "If I kick up the table now, your muzzle will be deflected, and you will instinctively want to keep the gun still and lower your aim, while I can rely on the left and right Parallel movement in the same direction to get out of the way of the first shot—trust me, you never get a second shot in this situation.” The guard frowned slightly, hesitating to speak - he felt that he had no reason to quarrel with an unidentified smuggler, and he was also worried that during the communication process, he would be caught by the other party and make himself more passive. The young man who felt bored finally closed his mouth, folded his arms around his chest, and leaned lazily on the back of the chair, but the seemingly smug smile never fell from his face. Three minutes later, Major General Xiao Liming pushed the door open again. He is still expressionless, with his iconic poker face, but he has an extra 500ml bottle of "Nongfu Spring" in his hand. "Smoking one?" After handing the mineral water to the long-haired man, Xiao Liming took out the cigarette case and shook it lightly: "Yellow Crane Tower, it's not a good cigarette." "Thank you, chief," the other party respectfully took the cigarette, played with it twice, and slowly put it on the table, "I quit, really." "Forgive my negligence at the beginning..." Xiao Liming lit a match and lit the cigarette on his mouth, "I heard that some agents can kill people with a mineral water bottle or a cigarette, so I don't want to take risks. " "Using a mineral water bottle to kill someone?" The man frowned and pouted, "Well... I don't know how to do this yet." Xiao Liming's eyelids twitched slightly, and he instinctively glanced at the cigarette put by the man: "Your boss said you liked to crack jokes indiscriminately, and it looks like he's right." "Post-90s," the man shrugged, "there are always some bad habits." "Let's talk about something serious." Xiao Liming coughed dryly: "The person on the phone asked me if you had explained to me the mission of this trip, and I replied, 'You didn't say anything at all'. " "Oh, he probably thought that I had already met with you last night—in your office," the man raised his head and took a sip of water: "I was ordered to reveal the mission to you at half past one." Details, and therefore have been kept secret. You see, everything is a misunderstanding." "Misunderstanding? Then I don't understand..." Xiao Liming said in an almost "examining" tone: "Since you are here to perform official duties, why did you board the ship in such an 'unfriendly' way? You can definitely As your superiors think, if you bring your documents and apply for a boat before leaving the port early this morning, it is impossible for me and I have no right to refuse." The young man in the sailor suit was silent for a few seconds: "Chief, before answering this question, I must clarify one thing - I did board the ship 'Qing Yang' when it left the port at 00:00 this morning, but you didn't know it." "00:00..." Major General Xiao Liming briefly recalled the scene at that time - under the watchful eyes of a large group of soldiers and reporters, how could someone sneak into his landing ship without anyone noticing it?Is there such a possibility?Would his own sailors be so useless?Can't even find such a fool with long hair? "As for why I didn't apply for boarding but chose to infiltrate secretly..." The man paused: "If I say this is my personal judgment after combining the 'level of confidentiality of the operation' and the 'probability of success of the mission', you Will you accept and forgive me?" After a moment of silence, Xiao Liming threw half of the cigarette butts into the ashtray. "To be honest..." Once again, he looked at the other person carefully - this guy is not tall, of medium build, fair-skinned, and quite handsome - it can even be said that he is too delicate and weak almost like a woman: "You really don't look like someone from the NSA." "I don't want to either..." The man scratched his face: "I can't find another job." "Anyway," Xiao Liming stood up suddenly, stood upright, and stretched out his right hand with a serious face, "Welcome aboard the 'Qingyang'." He covered his chest with his left hand: "Commander of the rescue operation, Xiao Liming major general." The man seemed very serious about this belated "welcome ceremony". He first followed suit, performed a standard military salute, and then shook hands with Xiao Liming in a gracious manner: "The People's Republic of China, Agent of the Seventh Secret Service Division of the National Security Bureau, code 0079527," he said in a serious manner, completely different from the previous cynical look: "Codename 'Yu', 'Lin Feiyu'." "I'm very glad," Xiao Liming showed what might be the first smile today: "At least you're on our side." "I'm honored," the young man replied with a polite smile, "to be able to stand by your side." Seeing this harmonious scene, the guard guarding the door of the conference room finally breathed a sigh of relief. He used an extremely concealed movement to secure the safety of the Type 95 assault rifle in his arms. "You go out." At this moment, Xiao Liming turned his head and ordered softly to him: "Close the door." Lin Feiyu immediately realized that the next conversation was the key point, so he showed an almost instinctive and protective smile: "Very well, it's just the two of us now, General." "Before revealing the details of your mission, there is one thing I must tell you..." Xiao Liming supported the table with both hands, and said expressionlessly: "I don't like you very much, Comrade Lin Feiyu..." His voice was gloomy and severe, as if he was reprimanding his own children: "I don't know what you did with the army before. I have worked with you a few times, but at least I can't understand your attitude." Lin Feiyu said nothing, just smiled faintly. "This rescue operation is of great significance. It is related to the reputation of the entire Chinese navy. No one can afford to lose." The major general continued: "The first company of the land battle I chose is the elite of the elite. If the behavior on the island hinders the entire operation plan, then they will definitely leave you alone and continue to carry out the mission. At that time, you can go to the Ministry of the Navy and sue me to see if I will be punished." "Well, then before revealing my mission, I have to tell you something." Lin Feiyu closed his eyes and let out a soft sigh. After this short moment, his tone, demeanor, and even his whole body They all suddenly became extremely solemn—and even revealed a little disturbing evil spirit: "The mission I perform is related to the future of the entire country. I don't care if your marines are elite or not. If their behavior on the island interferes with my action plan, I will destroy them all and continue Execute the mission... At that time, you can go to the National Security Agency to sue me to see if I will be shot." "You..." Xiao Liming paused, "Are you joking?" "What do you think?" The two were expressionless and stared at each other silently. At this moment, the atmosphere in the room seemed to have dropped to freezing point.Suddenly, for some reason, Major General Xiao Liming laughed "hehehe": "I'm beginning to like you, Comrade Lin Feiyu..." "I like you too, General Xiao." Lin Feiyu returned to his seat and tapped the table vigorously: "Then let's talk about business while there is no one else."